Visitors' Entrance to the Ministry of Magic

[Biochemkris]

Step inside the telephone box and don't forget the secret number.

[Ruby85]

Ruby stepped into the phone box. She did everything and went into the ministry. Smiling she headed up in the lift to the brain room

[RemusBlack]

Harmony walked into the red telephone box and smiled to herself as she tapped in the number. A familiar voice greeted her. She stated her name and business at the Ministry into the telephone speaker and pinned the badge to herself as it appeared.

[Zazu]

Thomas stepped inside the telephone booth when a terrifying thought hit him...he forgot the number!

[Daemon]

Hannah headed straight for the telephone box, when she notices a couple of muggles she knew.
"Hey," one of them asked, "Don't you have a mobile? No one uses the telephone boxes anymore!" They all laughed.
Hannah panicked. SHe had to get in the ministry before 0700 or else she might not get a reply. Ok, fine, she only sent the application last night, but still! She doesn't want her new boss to think she's lazy!
A man came up behind her. He was tall with brown hair and striking hazel eyes. He looked at her, then at the telephone box, then back at her again.
"Girls, how about we go and have a drink?"
"Yeah, all right," said the girl who spoke earlier.
Hannah breathed a sigh of relief as she watched them walk away. But who is that man? Is he a wizard? Did she know him? He looked familiar... Anyway, she stepped into the telephone box and smiled as the familar voice inquired her presence.

[EmmaRules]

Ellen walked slowly toward the Telephone booth. Her knees seemed to be turning to jello, and her heart was thumping so loudly, she was sure that the muggles would be able to hear it. She walked into the booth, punched the numbers into the reciever, and patiently answered all the questions required of her. As the booth started to sink down she crossed her fingers, and closed her eyes.

[J.Rigdon]

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Originally Posted by amy_b

Jocelyn gave a slight smile, "Well- ummm-" She paused for a moment thinking to herself. "Okay," she said nodding her head. She had to admit to herself she was a little nervous, but she trusted James. She stopped at the exit and looked at James before taking a deep breath then exited with him.

The stepped out of the booth together and parked just a few feet away was the silver BMW K 1200 RS. james walked towards the bike with Jocelyn. he picked up one of the two helmets and held it out to her. before he picked up the second. " ready?"

[amy_b]

Jocelyn nodded her head speechlessly as she took the helmet from James and placed it on herself. She held her chin up as she attempted to strap the straps together, “Umm-“ She waited for James assistance rather then keep attempting a hopeless battle. She smiled as he got the straps secure, “Thanks.” She mounted the bike and awaited with anticipation.

[J.Rigdon]

James adjusted the straps for her and smiled as they mounted the bike. " might want to hold on" he said as he started the motor. he grinned to himself when she tightened her arms around him. and he pulled way fromthe curb into traffic.

[amy_b]

Oh my, Jocelyn thought to herself as she wrapped her arms around James waist. You are crazy, she thought. Yet soon she heard the motor start and she almost stopped breathing for a moment or two. She took a deep breath as she felt the bike pull out of the parking spot and began travel. She couldn't look so rather then just shutting her eyes she buried her head into James back as she squeezed tighter onto his waist.

ooc- park ??

[J.Rigdon]

james weaved easily throught he traffic. he hadn't been speeding but they werent traveling at a crawl either. He had to admit even if it was just to him self he liked having her this close to him. He smiled a bit more when she tightened her grip around him and leaned against him. The slowed to a stop at traffic light a block from the deli. " You okay?" he asked.

[amy_b]

Even though Jocelyn was starting to feel more relaxed she did not dare speak because she once heard from a friend they swallowed a bug. So when James had asked her if she was okay she gentle nodded her head as it still rested in James's back. After he had asked her the question it made her realize how hard she had her grip around him,oops- she thought as she eased her grip.

[J.Rigdon]

" we're going again." he said just incase she might not be ready. He laughed lightly as they took off a few minutes later they were pulling into the parking lot of the deli. " You can open your eyes now." He smirked as he turned off the motor. and pulled his helmet off.

[noodles]

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle

"Well if Africa a man's wealth is measure by how many children he has." She explained to him, she was glad he didn't ask about her name, that was a very confusing conversation to have.

She blushed at his question, this was actually the first time she had spoken to anyone let alone a man since she had been in London. "No I don't." She giggled. "But it would have seemed rude to let you walk away thinking we were laughing at you." She waved her hand in the direction of her sisters.

"Well there were some that did not want to stay in the city, and the Ministry let them go because that was the type of wizard they did not want to keep around anyways." She looked down at the ground she did not want to give him the wrong impression of who she was based on how she had to grow up.

She looked up when he laughed at her, she had no idea what he was talking about. She had never meet a muggle or used any of their things. She looked at the contraption with a critical eye. "Why do you use a number to talk to people, is that their name?" She asked looking at the thing in his hand wondering why someone would put themselves in a little box to talk to someone.

She looked back at her sister and gave them the ok. "I think they will be fine without me." She told him and stepped inside the machine.

He nodded. It was now obvious she was from a wealthy family. Maybe he had been right about her being one of the African aristocracy. Nathan would have been almost her equal if his father had not disowned him. Now all he could afford was a tiny flat in central London. But he was certainly a lot happier than he would have been if he’d ever listened to his fascist of a father.

He noticed her blush at his question and gave her a cheeky smile, a glint in his eye. “Ah ha.. So you admit that they were laughing at me.” He teased, “And what exactly is it about me that they found so funny?” He gave her a wink to let her know that he was just kidding.

She seemed embarrassed by her upbringing – but nobody could help their own upbringing – Nathan knew this all too well. Although his upbringing had been filled with predigests, it was nothing like what Egypt had been through. “I admire you for what you’ve done" he said genuinely. "It took a lot of courage for you to come here.”

Nathan could tell by the expression on Egypt’s face that he had only confused her further with his rubbish explanation of what a telephone was. “No. You dial the number on this.” He pointed at the keypad. And then shrugged. It was harder to explain than he thought it would be. “I have a book at home on muggle inventions and how to use them. You can have it.” he offered. “I’ve lived in the muggle world long enough now to manage just fine without it.”

Nathan took one more glance at the sisters before following Egypt into the telephone box and allowing the door to close behind them. He found himself face to face with the mesmerising woman, his eyes connected with hers for a second. With some effort, he tore them from hers, forcing himself to look at the telephone instead of her. He picked up the receiver. “You ready?” he asked, “This will take us down into the ministry.” He looked outside to check that no muggles were nearby. When satisfied, he reached over Egypt and dialled the number 62442 (m-a-g-i-c). The familiar disembodied voice asked them to state their business. “Erm… Nathaniel Greenwood, MLES …showing Egypt Riddle here, around the ministry.” A silver badge popped out the telephone with Egypt’s name emblazoned on it. He passed it to her -- “Here, put this on, love.” – the telephone box then proceeded to drop down, like a lift, into the ministry atrium.

“You alright?” he asked Egypt before opening the door and wandering out into the atrium. He looked back at her to see that she was following. “Genius isn’t is?” he enthused. “Wizards have made some very good use of charming muggle items.” He glanced up at the Fountain of Magical Brethren briefly and pulled a face before looking back at Egypt and giving her a smile.



ooc: Next post The Atrium?

[kerryleanne]

Catlin entered the red phonebox and dug around in her bag for her purse once she found it she put the money into the phone and entered the correct number when the voice asked for her name and busniess at the ministy she replied Catlin Scuto im here awaiting a reply from my job application at once the floor began to lower she took one last look round to check no one was around and then she was ready to enter the atrium

[SlytherinSistah]

Two small girls approached the red telephone booth, the elder one gripping tightly to the youngers hand. Although, they were both quite frightened, only the youngest one showed it in her expression, the eldest one held firm as she waited with her sister.

[Droo]

Quote:

Originally Posted by SlytherinSistah

Two small girls approached the red telephone booth, the elder one gripping tightly to the youngers hand. Although, they were both quite frightened, only the youngest one showed it in her expression, the eldest one held firm as she waited with her sister.

An elderly lady, worried out of her mind turned the corner and saw the girls. Her eyes brightened and she squealed in French "Bridgette!!! Lucille!!! Là vous êtes, où avez-vous été? Vous attendez juste jusqu'à ce que vos parents rentrent! Le souci m'aime cela!"1

The Au Pair grabbed both girls by their ears and dragged them to a black sedan, where after securing them in their seats she motioned the driver to take them back home.


ooc:1 Translation: There you are, where have you been? You just wait till your parents get home! Worrying me like that!

[Cosmic]

Evelyn stood just outside the hidden entrance to The Ministry,she was tired,she'd had a hen party for one of her Muggle friends,and she wasnt feeling the best.She was feeling a bit woozy if she was honest,but she couldnt get in trouble with her boss for being hung over

She had some water in her bag,thankfully that she could drink throughout the day.She sighed.

[Ms Wood]

Isabella, half ran, half fell over as she approached the infamous telephone box. ''How british!'' she said, and laughed. She was quite a nostalgic person herself and quaint things, like the red phonebox, made her smile.

She looked down at her watch, the acceptance letter to The Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes was visible from her fitted front robe pocket. The letter stated to arrive at 9.00, it was 8.30 she had time, time to find out who to talk to.

A muggle man bumped into her, ''this is what i get for daydreaming'' she thought as the muggle didnt even apologise.

She pulled open the door and stepped inside the box, a wide grin appeared, if only her dad could see her now...

she dialled the magic number, and down she went........

[PhoenixFlame]

James apparated to a nearby alley. The red telephone booth just down the lane. Walking to it with a sense of purpose, he couldn't help but scratch his collar. Muggle clothes with hidden robes just didn't mix.
"Time for business.", he thought.

Only two muggle eyes fell on him as he walked into the booth. He ignored it. Being over six feet tall can make anyone stare.
With a smirk he dialed in the number his older brother had made him memorize.
The female voice asked what his purpose for visiting was.
"Yes. James Skyle. Looking to apply for a job within the Ministry."
The voice thanked him and a silver badge slid out:
James Skyle ~ Job Inquiry

He felt himself being lowered below ground level. As his head fell below the walk he took out his wand and vanished his muggle shirt and jeans, letting his midnight blue robes unfold in a billowing motion.
"Much better." he thought with a sigh.

[cucu6]

Jack stepped into the telephone box and put in the number.

[darkwizard58]

Jim approached the telephone box and punched in the secret code. And slowly he sank down into the ministry building.

[JackW092]

Desmond walked into the red telephone box and typed in the number to get into the ministry.

[Nicholas Flamel]

Blackstone walked into the phone booth and punched in a number.

The wrong number.

But he proceeded with what he was doing anyhow. Blackstone wasn't trying to check into the ministry. He simply picked up the phone and started talking to his imaginary friend on the other end, Clarence.

They were good friends, Clarence and Blackstone.